Four angles and tow men,
no way out
One has to keep standing, give back always blow after blow
Think only of killing and above all, not lie down
Running slow, powerful as the heart explodes
And slowly life flashes before one's eyes
Think only of killing and above all, not lie down
Long fall forwards to where the ground comes near
The groan of a stuffed crowd still reaches
Pain disappears when hitting the ground and comes unconsciousness
Think only of killing and above all, not lie down
Satisfied the crowd sets out fulfilled
Joy of one, Death of the other
Four angles and two men, no way out
Long fall, long fall, forwards to where the ground comes near
Satisfied the crowd sets out fulfilled as the hole closes
One the spectacle of Death and remorse
Four angles and two men, no way out
One has to keep standing, give back always blow after blow
Running slow, powerful as the heart explodes
And slowly life flashes before one's eyes
Four angles and two men,
no way out
One has to keep standing, give back always blow after blow
Pain disappears when hitting the ground and comes unconsciousness
Think only of killing and above all, not lie down